Legal Obstruction, book contest

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This month I’m giving away two copies of Legal Obstruction . To enter to win, please send me an email at sylviegraysonauthor@gmail.com and use Legal Obstruction for the subject line. Tell me what you have done, however small or brief, for a summer getaway this year. I’ll enter your name in the contest!

Emily moves to a new town to hide her secret, but it follows her. Can Joe protect her from her past?

When Emily Drury takes a job as legal counsel for an import-export company, she doesn’t make the decision lightly. She needs to get away to safety.Joe Tanner counts himself lucky. He’s charmed a successful big city lawyer into heading up the legal department of his rapidly expanding business. But why would a beautiful woman who could easily make partner in the high profile legal firm where she works, give it all up to come to a place like Bonnie?A mystery surrounds her arrival that wraps them both in ever tightening tentacles. As Joe realizes she has become essential to his happiness, his first reaction is to protect her. But he doesn’t know the whole story.

Can Emily trust him enough to divulge her secret? Will he learn what he needs to know in time to stop the avalanche that’s gaining speed as it races down the hill toward her?

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Boating, Gulf Islands

We took our boat out last weekend. We bought the boat in April this year, but have been too busy to use it. Finally, a chance to get on the water. We headed into the Gulf Islands, passing Salt Spring, a long three sectioned island, the biggest of them.  We stopped at Chemainus and Ladysmith on Vancouver Island for a family visit, then went across Stuart Channel to Kuper Island, then Thetis.

If you look at a map of the west coast, you’ll see that the American border zigzags just below these islands.  We tied up at Telegraph Harbour Marina for the night,

and travelled on to a Thetis Island cove the next day to try out the anchor and have a saltwater swim. Then home. It was a great getaway, if short. Before summer is over, we will definitely go again, with a longer timeline. Here is an arbutus tree, a unique green-leafed evergreen species.

They grow along the coastline, and on the gulf islands. It likes drought, thus lives well in the rocky, thin-soiled island areas. The arbutus has a lovely aromatic white blossom in the spring and bright red berries in the fall. This tree is peeling its bark, normal for the time of year, and the bright red underneath is the new bark appearing.

What have you done this summer for a getaway?

 

Bike ride at Victoria airport

I went for a bike ride around the Victoria airport yesterday. It wasn’t too hot, nor crowded– a perfect day for a ride. I love to go out there once or twice a week and ride the perimeter. Not doing much writing these days, too many distractions and events in our lives at the moment.

This is the small park at the top of the rise across from the airport buildings. Those are copper eagle feathers standing beside the trees, quite lovely. It takes me about 45 minutes to do the ride, I usually stop to drink water and huff and puff. My husband does a longer ride on his bike and meets me partway through this trail.

You can see the mountains on the other side of the water of Patricia Bay. Here is the harbour down below.

Pat Bay is home to a Canadian Coast Guard base as well as a seaplane port known as Victoria Airport Water Aerodrome . The bike path is paved (thank you, Lord) which is much easier for me to navigate, even though there are some significant hills,  than many of the trails near us that are former train routes and covered with gravel and dirt. When the gravel is freshly poured on those trails, it is a real chore to force your bike tires through it.

The Last War – Book three

Life happens, right? I have had a year like that, with events erupting all around me—some shocking, some sad, many causing stress and fatigue. My goal for next year is to greet it with good health, having rested and recuperated from all the disruption of 2019.

I wish you all a fabulous summer, time to swim and hike, time to spend with family and friends. Time to read! ?

Truth and Treachery, Book Three by Sylvie Grayson

The third book in The Last War series – The Young Emperor has been backed into a corner Now, his ambitions are aimed at overthrowing everything Khandarken has cobbled together since the Last War.

Cownden Lanser, Chief Constable of Khandarken, is a private man with a close connection to the Old Empire that he doesn’t divulge to anyone. Although he’s dedicated to his position, things are not what they seem in the rank and file of the police.

Selanna Nettles is a sookie, trained in Legitamia but working near her family in the Western Territory of Khandarken, healing the injured mine workers and the dispossessed. But her life takes a startling turn when Chief Cownden Lanser hires her to attend a set of high-level meetings in Gilsigg.

When these three meet up in Legitamia, the result is explosive. Not just for them but for the future of Khandarken. The Emperor makes Cownden an offer that might be everything he’s secretly dreamed of. How can he refuse?

The Last War series is a stunning portrayal of a new world created from fire and consumed at the edges… sci fi/fantasy at its best…

KEEP READING!

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Moon Shine, summer is here

Dear Friends,

Summer is here. The clouds have finally cleared in our valley and the sun is ripening the tomatoes and the raspberries. So much to do, so little time ?

Summer makes me think of the story Moon Shine. Julia is raising her children during the 1930s depression, and her garden is very important to their food supply.

Moon Shine by Sylvie Grayson

Excerpt:

“Oh, Wagsy, please stop!” Julia stripped off her canvas gloves as she walked up the grassy path from the garden. The collie studiously ignored her, continuing to bark as he pawed at the entrance to the root cellar. He stopped and growled low in his throat, then threw himself at the door, attacking it ferociously with his claws. “What’s got you so excited?” She paused to push her hair off her hot forehead. “Is your ball in there?”

“I don’t think so, Mummy,” seven-year old Maggie contributed from the side yard. “He did that this morning, too, but his ball is over by the porch. I was throwing it for him before.”

As Julia drew near, Wagsy turned to swish his tail at her, but immediately went back to growling and digging at the ground in front of the root cellar door.

It was a beautiful clear sunny afternoon, end of summer weather with clear skies and less intense heat. The garden was producing well, and a lot of it was already at the stage to be gathered in, for storage or canning. Julia had just finished digging the onions, piling them in baskets and dragging them into the shade to be braided and hung in the root cellar to air dry. Maggie liked to help with the braiding. She carefully pleated the onion tops and tied the ends with string, her tongue pushed to the side of her mouth in concentration. Years ago, when he’d first dug the cellar, Julia’s husband Stephen installed a rope that ran along the roof like a clothesline to hang them from.

Julia swallowed a lump in her throat at the thought of how she missed him, and pushed her hat up with the back of her hand. She looked at the dog, and sighed. “Well, there must be something in there, if he was barking this morning. Maybe we had better open it up and take a look.” Dropping a basket of onions on the ground, she put her hands on her hips. “We should be airing it out anyway, before we have to start stocking it up for fall. It’s probably a rat, best get it out or it’ll eat our winter food.”

Then she hesitated. “Oh, I see, the bar has been taken from across the door.” That certainly put a different light on things. It meant someone, not something, had meddled with the door. There could be someone in there even as she stood here in indecision. She turned to her young daughter. “Maggie, I want you to go in the house. Where is Jims?”

Maggie squinted at her against the glare of the sun. “He’s on the porch, right there.” She pointed to her younger brother who was on his knees dragging his wooden fire engine with its two red-painted cars across the boards of the verandah.

“Then get Jims and go in the house. Tell him this is our Plan, our Special Plan.” She gave Maggie a pointed look, and watched her young mouth fall open. Her fearful gaze darted to the door of the root cellar, and Julia put her finger to her lips. “Remember our Plan?”

Maggie nodded her head exaggeratedly and darted away, looking nervously back over her shoulder as she ran.

After Stephen died, Julia knew things had changed forever. No longer could she rely on the strength of her husband to handle events as they occurred. Now everything was up to her, whether it was decisions or actions. One of the things she worried most about was their isolation, especially after so many men became unemployed and began wandering the roads looking for work or food.

By the end of 1930, she’d decided more vigilance was needed. The house was only a couple of miles from town, but a young woman and her two small children were pretty isolated by those miles. The few houses they passed on their way into Creston were set far apart along the North Road. Since Stephen’s death, she’d come up with the Special Plan. She trained the kids in the Plan often, reminding herself to go over it regularly to enforce it in their minds. It became a game, but she knew that the more they played, the more likely her children would remember the important details. It had been as much for her own peace of mind as any thought of needing to protect them. But now, suddenly, it was a game no longer.

The first step of the Plan was for the children to go into the house and lock the door. Julia had hidden a couple of weapons outside in case they were needed, in places where she hoped they would be close at hand if she was caught unprepared. There was the pitchfork in the barn, and a few other tools she’d identified, items that could be used to make her feel more empowered while confronting an intruder. Ever since the economy crashed, lean, hard-looking men had begun to wander the byways, their skin a deep nut-brown on hands and face.

As the years went on, the men were thinner, browner, their clothing more threadbare. They didn’t often come right into her yard, usually just walking by in an effort to get to the next town. But when they did stop at her gate, she fed them and sent them on their way. They were, as a group, generally very respectful and especially careful around the children. They were often fascinated by them, liking to sit and watch them play. This both touched Julia’s heart, and scared her in equal measure. They were likely just lonely for their own families, but she didn’t want anyone to get too attached to her children.

She checked to make sure the kids were in the house, hopefully with the door locked. Then she found the sharpened stick that lay in the grass at the side of the root cellar, and heaved the first flat door up and open. Wagsy leaped past her and into the gloom, growling low. Julia pulled up the other door to let in more light and stood uncertainly on the top step, the staff in her hand pointed down into the dark. The dog barked louder, bouncing on his back legs. Julia could hear a voice, it sounded small and frightened.

“Who’s there?” she called. “Wagsy, hush. Who’s there?”

“It’s just us,” a little voice called. “Please don’t let the dog bite us.”

5 stars, Amazon review, Hooked. I loved the story and characters, they were all rich and well developed. Could not put this book down and must say, I am now a fan.

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